10/7/13 02:50 am - Chapter 3
Upon arriving at the hospital, Kensi prepared herself to be denied permission to visit Deeks. She knew he was still on the fence, knew the fight to survive was still ongoing, and this probably meant no visitors; and yet she had to at least try, to do everything she could to be with him and support him as much as possible.
It came as that much more of a surprise when she was granted permission to visit him.
"He's strong," the doctor overseeing Deeks had proclaimed. "He's not out of the woods yet, but post-op analysis is positive so far."
Kensi couldn't hide a smile as she followed the doctor through the infamous doors of the waiting room that she had longed to pass through. After a series of hallways and two flights of stairs, they stopped just short of a hospital room.
"You can pay him a short visit. Tomorrow we're going to try and see if we can start to wean him off the respirator. Hopefully his progress stays steady."
Kensi thanked the doctor, and waited as he walked away. She turned toward the door, and paused. After a moment of what she could only define as mental and emotional preparation, she pushed the door open.
As soon as Kensi entered the room, her heart stopped. She brought her right hand up to her mouth, but wasn't able to stifle a small outcry of painful shock. Nothing she had ever seen as a special agent - nothing she had ever seen in her entire life - compared to the sight that met her eyes.
There he lay, completely and utterly beaten. There were so many wires and tubes connected to different parts of his body that he looked more machine than human. His torso was bandaged almost completely, protecting the stitched wounds that lay underneath; and where there were no bandages, there were bruises of a dark purple color. His chest rose and fell in the rhythmic beat of the breathing machine that was keeping him alive.
Kensi managed to bring herself over to the lone chair that was next to his bed, just in time for her knees to buckle under her as she collapsed into the chair.
She reached her hand out to touch his, and when she grazed her fingers against the back of his hand, her last bit of self-control shattered. The tears she had been fighting to hold back burst out, cascading down her cheeks in silent waterfall. A chocked sob escaped her lips.
At this point, she didn't even try to stop the flood of hurt and pain spilling out of her eyes. She had long since used up her reservoir of willpower and mental strength to push her true emotions behind the walls of her heart where no one would see them; but being with Deeks now, seeing how dangerously close to death he really was... The raw emotion was too powerful for even Kensi to keep down.
Trembling, she drew the back of her right hand across her eyes in an attempt to remove most of the moisture. Realizing that the outcome only resulted in getting her hand wet, she decided to let it go.
FUUUUUUUUUUUU why am I having so much trouble with this chapter :'(
Okay, so put this part as like "the past", and then go into a "10 days later" when Kensi develops a routine? Idk.